Chamillionaire

Body Rock

Chamillionaire


[Talking] 
Hol' Up 

Chamillitary mayne 

All pussy niggaz make your way 
To the exit right now 

It's finna' go down 

[Verse 1] 
How you up on the East and West 
And you ain't heard about me 
That's like claimin you a boxer 
And ain't heard of Ali 
Breakin' off pussy niggaz saying words about me 
Definition of a real nigga, is a certified me 
I'm passin through customs with american I.D 
Puerto Rican at the gate tellin me "Hurry Papi" 
Southwestern Airlines with the burner, I'll be 
Lettin one off in the air, the other sure to fly free 
If you hatin', Tough nigga, turn that dude to a stuttera 
Govern like I'm a Governor, from the south I'm a Southerna 
I'm never lovin' her, I just put rubber gloves in her 
And I go get another hoe when her lover discovers her 
(Haha) You niggaz know you in trouble 
I'm more trouble if you don't know the hell you in trouble for 
But please, please, don't make the punisher punish ya 
If you gotta girl, then don't get a beat down because of her 
Yo metal metal, hit yo head with the barrel 
Make yo head cave in, have yo head lookin' narrow 
Then I head to the ghetto, to get rid of my metal 
Vehicle changin orange, to the red, to the yellow 
Chamillionaire, one of the south's harders lyricist 
Now you pussy's hearin this, salute the color changin pyramid 
Other boys is trouble, other boys is gimmicks kid 
If you speak up for em, then yo career dissappear with his 

[Chorus] 
Southern niggaz don't dance 
We be saggin' our pants 
So low you could see our boxers mayne 
We body rock, we body rock (what else?) 
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho) 
Southern niggaz don't dance 
We be saggin' our pants 
So low you could see our boxers mayne 
We body rock, we body rock (what else?) 
We body rock, body rock, body rock 
Mayne! 

[Verse 2] 
Only imagine how close 
All the diamonds in the jewel sit 
Invisable set, canary yellow 
As a tulip 
I could spit some calm words 
To you through my two lips 
Or I could have them hollow tips 
Poppin out them two clips 
You pick, don't run up on me 
with your tool slick 
I be damned if I get jacked with a strap 
Up under my blue knit 
Don't do nothing foolish, cause I'll completely loose it 
Give a player a new breathin hole with a pool stick 
I got hoes, square rooted, doubles and cubics 
They be come in groups of two or more 
And they be wantin to do it 
Got females that do lick, and some that strictly do dick 
And if your freaky prove it, I'll go get the cool whip 
If you love yourself so much, that you don't want to prove it 
You can get up outta here and you could get excluded 
Don't know what click that you with, I'm king of the new click 
(What click?) Click color change clack, rap, I plan to rule this 

[Chorus] 
Southern niggaz don't dance 
We be saggin' our pants 
So low you could see our boxers mayne 
We body rock, we body rock (what else?) 
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho) 
Southern niggaz don't dance 
We be saggin' our pants 
So low you could see our boxers mayne 
We body rock, we body rock (what else?) 
We body rock, body rock, body rock 
Mayne!